The f*ck is the point of kids?
I won’t even live to see 26
And it’s like I always been money missed
Ever since a bummy kid
Been down the block
Non-color so mof*ckas
Treat Me like hunter got
But I’ve been done a lot
Just check my spirit god
I’ve been higher then allah
But that dosent change the fact
That i need change in hats
Before I can relapse
Back to chains and racks
Cuz it still remains the fact
That i’m a nameless brat
A brat to misfit
A cat that’s rap addicted
It’s definite a rap
Addiction, glossary
A-poster-fee
That you gon pay for being a fake mockery
On top of that
You still be rocking that
Wack sh*t stop with that
For I start poppin gats
Cuz on god that sh*t wack
But back to the story at hand
I’m still the glorious man
With no chance in this poor
Implorius land
I need a job just to be a victim
To the system
I’d rather eVICT-then grow up in the f*cking prison
You must understand
You inhale-the-skies
The air-where in the lies
It’s a f*cked up world
And it’s so cold
That I have to fold
Just to live a decent life
And that’s so trife
The sh*t ain’t right
But it’s right to fight!
For the betterment
And I swear I’ll never quit
If it means I’ll be ending
This mothafukin sh*t
And if I never see the end of it
I’ll still persuade
To put the blades in throats
And the pays of coke
These days I’m toked
And the ways I’m broke
So f*ck the eagle eye
Cuz I see through the lie, what?!
Yea
I said f*ck the eagle eye
Cuz I
See through the lie